My Mom used to always use our full names when she was mad at us. When she was really mad she would also include the person's middle name. I guess I picked up that habit from her.
Today I went a little too far though. Let me reinact the event. Just for entertainment (and privacy) reasons, imagine for a moment that I am Mrs. Leonardo DiCapprio. (Hey, it's my reinactment, I can choose whatever imaginary husband I want). My dog Tommy went over to the table, reached up and stole the crust from my son's breakfast. Without thinking I yelled at him, "Tommy DiCapprio!". Okay......does this mean I"ve finally lost it?
On a side note, don't ask me why, but I have always called one of my sons Jose Feliciano. The other day we were watching TV and the real Jose Feliciano was featured. My son said, "There is a REAL Jose Feliciano?". And I always called my nephew Mikail Gorbachev...he wasn't that fond of that nickname I don't think. I use the name Delirious on my blog because that is what one of my bosses called me ALL THE TIME when I was working for him. I guess he could have called me something worse.